Nate followed his two instructors, his nerves tightening with every step. He wasn't sure what they had planned, but each step felt like walking toward a guillotine. The weight of impending doom sat heavy on his shoulders, his mind racing through every possible nightmare they could have concocted.
Finally, they stopped in front of a wall of thick bushes, with a small, dark opening barely visible. Just as Nate leaned forward to get a better look, a firm hand clamped down on his shoulder. Startled, he glanced up to see Professor Garret grinning at him, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"Hold on there, lad," Garret said, his voice carrying that casual ease that always made Nate wary. "You're gonna want to hear what this is all about before diving in."
